The Campus Belle's Ideal Type Is My Boyfriend
During an elective class, the campus belle, Jemima Ford, who is our senior, describes her ideal type with everyone egging her on.
She says, "My future husband has to be at least six feet two inches tall. His parents must be college professors, and his grades should be top three in his major…"
The room buzzes with teasing chatter and gossip. At the same time, I snap up my head in surprise.
Why does Jemima's description of her ideal type sound like my boyfriend, Elijah Sanders?
The next second, the professor standing by the podium smiles obsequiously and says, "Very well said. If Eli hears this, he'll definitely be very happy! Later, the two of you can meet. That way, he won't get tricked by some naive girl into going abroad."
Amid the burst of laughter from the class, I lower my eyes and look at the message my parents sent me.
It reads, "Sweetheart, are you really going abroad with your boyfriend? There'll be no one left to inherit our company with you gone."